Fourteen

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I walked away from Taylor's car as more tears sprung to my eyes. I couldn't believe my parents were taking me out of school mid-year to move back to London. I cry quietly as I walk home and just sit at the doorstep in tears. Then the rain started. It seemed to match the mood. I just sat there, crying my heart out as a big red truck pulls into the drive way. The rain was too think for me to recognize the driver but I knew, I just knew, it way Taylor Abbot. The passengers' door swung open and I hurry through the rain to get inside.

Everything was soaked, including my hair. My make up was probably running from all the crying and my jacket was a wet mess. Taylor looked up and made brief eye contact before coming for a kiss. I went in a lot faster than her did but he joined in with the pace. He pulled me onto his lap and put his huge hands at the small of my back. I wrapped my hands around the base of his neck and ran my fingers through his hair.

"Just like the first time," He whispers in my ear.

"Just like the first time," I repeat.

Just us pressing foreheads together seemed the make the world of a difference to the devastating future in store for us. After a long silence, Taylor asked if anyone was home.

"No, it's just me," I say.

"Well," He said, pushing a strand of hair away from my face and behind my ear, "Now its just you and me,"

I smile and I take him inside. We decide to watch a movie as the rain clears up. I lean onto his shoulder and that's how I fell asleep the night before I leave to London.

I wake up lying on Taylor's chest, being raised up and down simultaneously by his breathing. I study his resting face and admire how attractive he was. His eye lids fluttered open and he ran his fingers through his hair.

"You ready to go to the airport?" He asks.

"I'm ready," I say.

And with that, we haul my suitcase into the back seat and start our journey to the airport. He rests his hand on my thigh the whole ride and I could feel the guilt that comes with leaving him here.

After we check in my bag and grab a hot chocolate from the cute little airport café, I stop before going into security. This was the last stop before boarding the plane, and also the last stage visitors could be in.

I put my hot chocolate on the floor next to us and give him a long hug. He hugs me back and kisses me on the forehead.

"You come back for me, okay?" He asks with a sense of urgency.

"I will come back, don't worry," I reply.

"I'll see you later, Rebecca Wade,"

"I'll see you again, Taylor Abbot. You can't get rid of me that easily," I joke.

I walk into security and see Taylor waving after me. I wave back until I'm ushered through the metal detector. I turn back and see that he's already left.

I guess 'I'll see you later' was his way of saying 'I love you'.

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